It was a cold Friday night in 1998.Master Frodo was lying in his bed. "Do you want anything to drink?" asked Master Frodo. "Yeah ok! Can I have a cup of tea?" answered Pippin. Pippin was a hobbit. A hobbit is a small creature. Pippin had brown curly hair - it was the same as Master Frodo's. Pippin was wearing a white shirt with a brown waistcoat over the top and then brown trousers.

Master Frodo was wearing the same as Pippin. Except Master Frodo was taller than Pippin even though Master Frodo was a hobbit as well.

Master Frodo walking down the stairs of his small yet elegant house. His house was at the top of a hill and had only 4 rooms - Kitchen, Bathroom, Bedroom and A Fire Room. Both Master Frodo and Pippin walking down the stairs and into the Kitchen. All of a sudden there was a knock at the door. "Can you get that please Pippin?" said Frodo while he was pouring a cup of tea. Frodo had his back turned away from the door. "Who is it Pippin?" asked Master Frodo. There was no reply. Master Frodo put down the kettle and walked over to the door. "Hello? Anyone there? Pippin?" shouted Master Frodo out of his front door. No one was there. Master Frodo ran down to Village. He knocked on Galdolf's door. " GANDOLF! GANDOLF! PIPPIN'S GONE!" roared Master Frodo through Gandolf's house. "What is it lad?" asked Gandolf. "Pippin has gone!" explained Master Frodo